The Perils of Provo:

When I first decided to move back to Provo, after spending almost a year convinced that I would never go back there, I decided that it would be in my best interest to adopt a strictly asocial  lifestyle upon my return. So far, I have done an exceptional job doing so.

The point was never to avoid having a social life, but to avoid trying to have a social life. Having lived in Provo before, I knew exactly what I was getting myself into and, after an unnaturally stressful summer, I just wasn't in a position to deal with it. Historically, actively/consciously pursuing specific friendships has never amounted to anything. The people I end up being friends with are generally people that I never had to try to be friends with.

Being transplanted into a new social setting is never exactly fun, but I've found that I'm generally happier in new social settings if I simply embrace the fact that I have no friends. Once I've gotten my bearings and assessed the various aspects of my new environment, it's usually not very hard to switch into awesome mode.

It might be time to switch into awesome mode.